Published May 21, 2007, 5:50 AM CDT
Chicago now has the highest gasoline prices in the nation, according to a nationwide survey released Sunday.
Monday, May 21, 2007
Why Me???
The Associated Press
Published May 21, 2007, 5:50 AM CDT
Chicago now has the highest gasoline prices in the nation, according to a nationwide survey released Sunday.
Published May 21, 2007, 5:50 AM CDT
Chicago now has the highest gasoline prices in the nation, according to a nationwide survey released Sunday.
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Good Riddance!
The Moral Majority is neither. I'm not the only one hoping Tinky Winky is hitting Falwell over the head with a purse for all eternity...
See what these blogs have to say:
Non-Mothers Against Madness
I've had it. First, my favorite decongestant is moved "behind the counter" so that meth-heads can't buy it in quantities sufficient to cook up a lethal explosion in their kitchen.
Now, a mother is campaigning to have dextromethorphan moved as well.
(Do I even need to comment on this excerpt? I thought not)
Where will this madness end? Listerine by prescription only?
I have no problem with controlling substances. Many should be controlled. But I resent not being able to buy items I want or need without undue hassle.
Several times now I have passed on buying my decongestant because I don't have the time and patience required to wait in a pharmacy line. It now takes forever to get these once-innocent pills, and it is extremely discouraging. I was looking at the cold remedies when a teenage boy came up next to me to do the same. He shook his head in disgust. I asked what he was looking for, and he explained his choices were now limited, as they wouldn't sell him the 'good stuff' due to his age. He said the alternative choice didn't work for him. He selected something and stalked off. I decided to try the 'other choice' and was disappointed as well. I have to now allot a few hours to standing in line with all the sick losers if I want to ever unstuff my nose again.
Why must this be sold by the pharmacist during pharmacy hours? Why not the check out girl? She could take my name at the front register. Meanwhile, there are other drugs that should be available to the truly ill, but are not. Believe me, just make everyone wait in the Pharmacy Line. The recreational users will think twice.
Now, a mother is campaigning to have dextromethorphan moved as well.
MARENGO – Tina Holley’s teenage daughter nearly died this week after overdosing on potent cold medication.
Now Holley wants to make sure that other teenagers in her town won’t be able to get their hands on Coricidin Cough and Cold tablets, also known as “Triple C,” the over-the-counter medication that nearly claimed her daughter’s life and has become a nationwide concern among parents.
Holley, 39, said that although her daughter, whom she asked not be identified in the story, has a history of drug use and mental-health problems, she believes that the easy accessibility of Triple C was part of the reason why the girl allegedly shoplifted the tablets from the shelf of a local grocery store Tuesday and consumed 14 of them.
“[Children] are doing this because there’s an easy way to get them,” Holley said. “They can’t get to marijuana, they can’t get to cocaine – not easily and not without money.”
(Do I even need to comment on this excerpt? I thought not)
Where will this madness end? Listerine by prescription only?
I have no problem with controlling substances. Many should be controlled. But I resent not being able to buy items I want or need without undue hassle.
Several times now I have passed on buying my decongestant because I don't have the time and patience required to wait in a pharmacy line. It now takes forever to get these once-innocent pills, and it is extremely discouraging. I was looking at the cold remedies when a teenage boy came up next to me to do the same. He shook his head in disgust. I asked what he was looking for, and he explained his choices were now limited, as they wouldn't sell him the 'good stuff' due to his age. He said the alternative choice didn't work for him. He selected something and stalked off. I decided to try the 'other choice' and was disappointed as well. I have to now allot a few hours to standing in line with all the sick losers if I want to ever unstuff my nose again.
Why must this be sold by the pharmacist during pharmacy hours? Why not the check out girl? She could take my name at the front register. Meanwhile, there are other drugs that should be available to the truly ill, but are not. Believe me, just make everyone wait in the Pharmacy Line. The recreational users will think twice.
You Want Stems With That?
The Associated PressMay 16, 2007, 12:25 PM CDT
OTTAWA, Ill. -- A 17-year-old fast-food employee is facing drug charges after allegedly hiding marijuana in a Happy Meal that ended up with a young child.
Ottawa Police Chief Brian Zeilmann said a man and his three children went through a McDonald's drive-through Monday to order Happy Meals.One of the children, an 8-year-old girl, found a lighter, pipe, and bag of marijuana in her Happy Meal, Zeilmann said.
Her father went to the police.
A McDonald's employee, Brandon Scott of Ottawa, was arrested and charged with possession of marijuana and possession of drug paraphernalia, authorities said.
Zeilmann said the owners of the restaurant cooperated with the investigation that led to the arrest.
OTTAWA, Ill. -- A 17-year-old fast-food employee is facing drug charges after allegedly hiding marijuana in a Happy Meal that ended up with a young child.
Ottawa Police Chief Brian Zeilmann said a man and his three children went through a McDonald's drive-through Monday to order Happy Meals.One of the children, an 8-year-old girl, found a lighter, pipe, and bag of marijuana in her Happy Meal, Zeilmann said.
Her father went to the police.
A McDonald's employee, Brandon Scott of Ottawa, was arrested and charged with possession of marijuana and possession of drug paraphernalia, authorities said.
Zeilmann said the owners of the restaurant cooperated with the investigation that led to the arrest.
Road Sage
Danica Patrick, 25, who, in 2005 became only the fourth female race car driver to qualify for the Indianapolis 500, will be on that track again next weekend. First, she answers a few of our questions.
What kind of car do you drive at home in Phoenix? I have a Lamborghini Gallardo. The guy who sold it to me said, "It's silver. Silver is a little bit more subtle. You blend in more." I was thinking, "Buddy, do you think I'm driving this car because I want to be subtle?"
What kind of car do you drive at home in Phoenix? I have a Lamborghini Gallardo. The guy who sold it to me said, "It's silver. Silver is a little bit more subtle. You blend in more." I was thinking, "Buddy, do you think I'm driving this car because I want to be subtle?"
Monday, May 14, 2007
I’ve Been Reading
Choosing My Religion by Stephen J. Dubner
Dubner was co-author of one of my favorite books, Freakonomics. This was actually released prior to Freakonomics in 1998 under the title Turbulent Souls. It is a personal memoir of his growing up the youngest of eight siblings in an extremely observant Catholic family. Understood but unexplored was the fact that both his parents were born Jewish and converted to Catholicism. As an adult, Dubner decides to uncover his roots, and becomes more spiritual in the process. His father died when he was ten, so his search can be interpreted as a quest for his father, or a true conversion to Judaism. At any rate, I give it an A and recommend it as good reading!
Dubner was co-author of one of my favorite books, Freakonomics. This was actually released prior to Freakonomics in 1998 under the title Turbulent Souls. It is a personal memoir of his growing up the youngest of eight siblings in an extremely observant Catholic family. Understood but unexplored was the fact that both his parents were born Jewish and converted to Catholicism. As an adult, Dubner decides to uncover his roots, and becomes more spiritual in the process. His father died when he was ten, so his search can be interpreted as a quest for his father, or a true conversion to Judaism. At any rate, I give it an A and recommend it as good reading!
Saturday, May 12, 2007
Wish I'd Said That
"When reporters of the Associated Press recently asked some of presidential candidates what their favorite reality shows were, Mitt Romney said 'American Idol.' Joe Biden said he didn't have a favorite show. And surprisingly, Rudy Giuliani picked 'Wife Swap.'" --Jay Leno
"The first Republican debate was held at the Reagan Presidential Library. The candidates tried to distance themselves from President Bush. Apparently, the first step in distancing yourself from President Bush is appearing at a library."--Conan O'Brien
"Sam Brownback, Mike Huckabee and Tom Tancredo -- those were the three guys who said they do not believe in evolution. The irony will be on them when their campaigns die off in favor of stronger, fitter campaigns." --Bill Maher
"The Republican presidential debate was held tonight in California, and ten candidates took part. Political experts say that the ten Republican candidates represented all races, creeds, and colors of rich white men." --Conan O'Brien
"The first Republican debate was held at the Reagan Presidential Library. The candidates tried to distance themselves from President Bush. Apparently, the first step in distancing yourself from President Bush is appearing at a library."--Conan O'Brien
"Sam Brownback, Mike Huckabee and Tom Tancredo -- those were the three guys who said they do not believe in evolution. The irony will be on them when their campaigns die off in favor of stronger, fitter campaigns." --Bill Maher
"The Republican presidential debate was held tonight in California, and ten candidates took part. Political experts say that the ten Republican candidates represented all races, creeds, and colors of rich white men." --Conan O'Brien
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Happy Mother's Day!
To... Puffy!
Ok, I admit it. I thought Puffy was a boy.
All these years, I just went on that hunch.
"He" was aggressive, puffed out his little black beard, chased off other lizards, typical 'guy stuff'.
Flame and Puffy have been living together for a few years now, and for the most part get along well. Oh, sure, sometimes they play-bite each other's tail, but I can usually break it up before someone gets hurt. Most days are spent peacefully basking in separate corners of the enclosure.
As you may recall, this January marked the first time I've added sand as a substrate.
At the end of March, I added a new UVB reptile-basking bulb, and really noticed a difference. They were suddenly more active and happier. These bulbs cost $50 each and only emit the UVB for about six months! (Nobody said this hobby was cheap, which explains why I've been doing it wrong for so long - no coupons for this stuff.) My last bulb was still keeping them warm, and spring is the perfect time to change out the light. This way you can get a year on one bulb.
Soooo.... somewhere along the line all these conditions aligned - Brumation, followed by UBV signaling spring mating season, and sand to lay eggs in...
I came home to at least a dozen eggs and parts-of-eggs all over the cage. Amazingly enough, neither lizard ate the eggs (I've seen my box turtles Rodan and Chelsea eat eggs Gamara has laid). Puffy looked very thin.
I threw most of the eggs out. I doubted their fertility / viability for many reasons, number one being I didn't provide proper nesting for Puffy. Had I known she was gravid, I could have done something!
I went online to see what I could learn about geriatric lizards producing eggs. Puffy is at least ten years old! That has to be ancient for a lizard. Most reports say ten is the upper limit of the lifespan of a bearded dragon, some others note fifteen.
First off, I should have been able to feel the eggs inside her and notice she was gravid. Nope. They both are well-fed and look chubby. They have heft to them. Puffy looked really thin now, but not emaciated. I could however, determine she was the one who laid the eggs. I'm not saying Flame couldn't be female as well, just that I don't think she laid any today. Reptiles can produce eggs without the presence of a male, and may become egg-bound. I'm just glad that hasn't happened with any of my pets, as that can be life-threatening.
Secondly, I should have provided a special tank for Puffy to create a nest, and left her there for a few days. Oh, and let's not forget the whole 'trying to produce hatchlings' concept. I totally skipped that one. I didn't monitor the temperature of the cage, keep the male from the females, etc., etc.
Thirdly, eggs should be moved to an incubator and kept upright at a certain temperature for 50 to 70 days.... Yep. I screwed this all up.
I left three eggs in the cage. I'll check them in a few days, but I think I will end up removing them before they rot. I can always try again next year. I have already disturbed the eggs, so little chance exists that they will hatch, even if fertile. They are bright yellow now. I understand if they whiten and enlarge, they are fertile and growing little baby lizards.
There's nothing cuter that a little baby lizard! So, who knows, perhaps I'll be advertising lizards for sale some time soon!
Ok, I admit it. I thought Puffy was a boy.
All these years, I just went on that hunch.
"He" was aggressive, puffed out his little black beard, chased off other lizards, typical 'guy stuff'.
Flame and Puffy have been living together for a few years now, and for the most part get along well. Oh, sure, sometimes they play-bite each other's tail, but I can usually break it up before someone gets hurt. Most days are spent peacefully basking in separate corners of the enclosure.
As you may recall, this January marked the first time I've added sand as a substrate.
At the end of March, I added a new UVB reptile-basking bulb, and really noticed a difference. They were suddenly more active and happier. These bulbs cost $50 each and only emit the UVB for about six months! (Nobody said this hobby was cheap, which explains why I've been doing it wrong for so long - no coupons for this stuff.) My last bulb was still keeping them warm, and spring is the perfect time to change out the light. This way you can get a year on one bulb.
Soooo.... somewhere along the line all these conditions aligned - Brumation, followed by UBV signaling spring mating season, and sand to lay eggs in...
I came home to at least a dozen eggs and parts-of-eggs all over the cage. Amazingly enough, neither lizard ate the eggs (I've seen my box turtles Rodan and Chelsea eat eggs Gamara has laid). Puffy looked very thin.
I threw most of the eggs out. I doubted their fertility / viability for many reasons, number one being I didn't provide proper nesting for Puffy. Had I known she was gravid, I could have done something!
I went online to see what I could learn about geriatric lizards producing eggs. Puffy is at least ten years old! That has to be ancient for a lizard. Most reports say ten is the upper limit of the lifespan of a bearded dragon, some others note fifteen.
First off, I should have been able to feel the eggs inside her and notice she was gravid. Nope. They both are well-fed and look chubby. They have heft to them. Puffy looked really thin now, but not emaciated. I could however, determine she was the one who laid the eggs. I'm not saying Flame couldn't be female as well, just that I don't think she laid any today. Reptiles can produce eggs without the presence of a male, and may become egg-bound. I'm just glad that hasn't happened with any of my pets, as that can be life-threatening.
Secondly, I should have provided a special tank for Puffy to create a nest, and left her there for a few days. Oh, and let's not forget the whole 'trying to produce hatchlings' concept. I totally skipped that one. I didn't monitor the temperature of the cage, keep the male from the females, etc., etc.
Thirdly, eggs should be moved to an incubator and kept upright at a certain temperature for 50 to 70 days.... Yep. I screwed this all up.
I left three eggs in the cage. I'll check them in a few days, but I think I will end up removing them before they rot. I can always try again next year. I have already disturbed the eggs, so little chance exists that they will hatch, even if fertile. They are bright yellow now. I understand if they whiten and enlarge, they are fertile and growing little baby lizards.
There's nothing cuter that a little baby lizard! So, who knows, perhaps I'll be advertising lizards for sale some time soon!
Sunday, May 06, 2007
The Write Stuff
Principal: Now Stevie, do you know why I called you down to my office?
Stephen: Yes, Mr. Blake.
Principal: Why is that, Stevie?
Stephen: Mrs. Hallfa didn't like my essay.
Principal: It's not a matter of liking, young man. Your essay was very twisted. Sick. Disturbed. We can't have that in our school. Not on my watch.
Stephen: It was just a story!
Principal: Pig's blood? Dirty pillows? Killing people at prom? What kind of sick joke are you trying to play Mr. King? I can't have our youth plotting to ruin a high school institution like prom night. Anarchy, that's what you're preaching.
Stephen: It's fiction. It's about the supernatural. You don't really believe a teenage girl could make knives fly, do you?
Principal: I think you need some time off to think about the gravity of what you've done. You've made a mockery of this school and all we stand for here.
Stephen: Homogenized mediocrity?
Principal: Are you saying there are homosexuals attending this school? How dare you make such implications. We're a God-fearing community, you best learn that now. You're expelled for three days, young man. I suggest you return with an improved attitude.
Stephen: Or a three-book contract.
Read about the student who turned in a violent essay during a 'free write' session at school and ended up charged by the police.
Dig into the archives to see excerpts of the essay, and watch the whole sordid story unfold.
What should a school do if a student turns in a disturbing essay? First, does the student have a history of disturbing actions? Or a 4.2 grade point average? A laundry list of disciplinary problems? That's yet to be proven. Have his parents failed to show for requested conferences? Has he shown physically violent or aggressive behavior towards his peers or superiors? No? Then why would calling the police be the first line of action?
It's a safety issue, school officials say. Police filed two disorderly conduct charges against Allen Lee, after being called by school officials. Sorry, but knee-jerk overreaction does not a safer school make.
Why not bring the student and his parents in for a conference with a psychologist present? Give the student a chance to explain his intentions.
Explain why his comments aren't 'funny' and won't be treated as such. Make it clear that in today's climate such an essay is inappropriate and harmful. Make counseling sessions with a psychologist mandatory before he can return to class. Involve the parents in his treatment and insist on family counseling as well.
Give him a zero on the assignment, and ask that he write another. Not so much for credit, but as a 'teachable moment'. After all, we are supposed to be teaching our youth. Oh, wait, arresting them is so much easier.
Oh, and don't you just love the Marine Corps rejecting him? Like they don't need warm bodies. Especially ones with a propensity for violence. What a joke. Every day our military 'bends the rules' to get recruits, frequently making 'records' like a few disorderly conduct convictions disappear.
Hope Lee gets the last laugh and turns this whole thing into a movie of the week for big bucks. It certainly looks as if the State's Attorney's case is falling apart.
Saturday, May 05, 2007
Wheels of Justice
Will this end the auto abuse?
LOS ANGELES (AFP) - The 26-year-old heiress to the Hilton hotel empire will begin her sentence on June 5, the court ruled, following a three-hour hearing at the Metropolitan Court House.
Hilton's parole violation came after she was caught driving on a suspended license following her no contest plea to driving under the influence.
Prosecutors told the court Hilton had been stopped in her 190,000-dollar Bentley Continental GTC on January 15 by the California Highway Patrol and told that she was not allowed to be driving.
On that occasion, Hilton signed a police statement acknowledging that she was not supposed to drive. But just over a month later she was hauled over again in Hollywood when spotted driving at night with her headlights off.
A spokesman for Hilton said his client was unaware she was violating her parole -- but prosecutors dismissed that line of argument, citing the earlier brush with traffic police in January.
Hilton had lost her license for alcohol-related reckless driving and was given 36 months probation.
The charges stemmed from her September 7 arrest after she was found driving her Mercedes with an alcohol level equal to the legal limit.
Court documents described her decision to repeatedly keep driving as a "flagrant" violation of court orders and demanded that she be given a custodial sentence.
Bad Bet
Beating yourself up over spending $3.50 for a Latte?
Sure, there are better things to do with your money, and you really should start being more fiscally responsible.
But at least you didn't pay $16 million for a horse that never raced, much less made it to the Kentucky Derby....
Sure, there are better things to do with your money, and you really should start being more fiscally responsible.
But at least you didn't pay $16 million for a horse that never raced, much less made it to the Kentucky Derby....
Indecision 08
(CNN) -- Democratic presidential candidate Barack Obama, a U.S. senator from Illinois, has been placed under the protection of the Secret Service, the agency said Thursday.
The government is not aware of any specific, credible threat against Obama, according to a law enforcement source familiar with the decision. But his office has received hate mail and calls and other "threatening materials" in the past and during his campaign, the source said.
Call it a hunch, but I'd be checking those envelopes for Hillary's DNA...
Wonder if Hillary will send a little note to Michelle saying the secret service do a great job on security but a lousy job of squealing about your man's extra-curricular activities?
Friday, May 04, 2007
You Are Ready Grasshopper
"When you can take the pen from my hand, it will be time for you to leave. "
Just out of sheer spite I decided to waste his whole weekend and printed out a “Samurai Sudoku”. Difficulty level: Fiendish.
Bwha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Ok. So the lawn won’t get mowed. Not like he was going to do much anyway.
Gentlemen, start your ballpoints!
Just out of sheer spite I decided to waste his whole weekend and printed out a “Samurai Sudoku”. Difficulty level: Fiendish.
Bwha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Ok. So the lawn won’t get mowed. Not like he was going to do much anyway.
Gentlemen, start your ballpoints!
Deja Doku
So Al picks up the paper tonight and says, “I think I’ve done this already…”
“Deja Doku,” I reply. “The feeling you’ve done this puzzle before.”
“Deja Doku,” I reply. “The feeling you’ve done this puzzle before.”
Save Us, Inky Doku
As a Procrastinating Perfectionist, Al loves doing puzzles, or, well, anything beyond something productive. At first it was just the Jumble. Bugs me to death that he’s so damn good at it. While I’m still unscrambling the first word, he’s done. And the paper is facing me.
Now he’s discovered Sudoku.
A little late to the party, but that’s to be expected from a procrastinator.
He fills them all in perfectly, no little crossout numbers, no little ‘mistake scribbles’. Perfectly. In pen. In black ink. Because he won’t use blue.
Now, I’m not sure how this particular super-power is going to save the world, but trust that it is. I’ve taken to calling him Inky-Doku. Wouldn’t that make an awesome Manga character?
Help! Inky Doku! There’s a crazed serial killer on the loose!
What areas of the city has he struck in?
Well, there’s one body on Third Street, four bodies on Ninth Street, and eight bodies on Fifth Avenue…
I’ve got it! The next attack will be at First Avenue!
How do you know, Inky Doku?
It’s the only place that hasn’t been used South of Matrix Boulevard.
Awww! Thank you Inky Doku! You’ve saved us!!
No problem. It’s my Sixth Sense.
I have to go put blue refill cartridges in all the pens now. He's asleep.
24 – Give or Take
“When the going gets tough, the tough get blogging.”
Christopher Buckley
Christopher Buckley
Sooooo sorry to have been gone so long! Brimming with ideas, just a lack of typing time/ambition. So let’s get started!!
As I may have mentioned a few hundred thousand times, my husband Al is a Procrastinating Perfectionist. Everything must be done just right. At the very last minute.
Oddly enough, his favorite TV show is “24”. Must be the same reason I watched “Friends”. No way was I ever going to be that attractive or popular, so might as well live vicariously through someone else. Someone getting a million dollars an episode, no less.
I can’t help but envision what would happen if Al were called upon to save the world in a mere 24 hours.
(Voiceover) The following takes place between 6 and 9 a.m. ….
(Dink, Dink, Dink)
Al: ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ…..
Ok. So he’s not a morning person.
(Voiceover) The following takes place between 9 and 10 a.m. ….
(Dink, Dink, Dink)
(Sound of shower running)
(Voiceover) The following takes place between 10 and 11 a.m. ….
(Dink, Dink, Dink)
Al: Are we out of bacon?
Me: You need to save the world! The terrorists have the President! The First Lady is trapped in a ravine! Tony Blair was calling your cell phone the whole time you were in the shower!
Al: Yeah, justaminute. Do we have anymore bacon?
Me: Yes.
Al: Where?
Me: Don’t make me open the fridge.
Al: Do you have to make a federal case out of everything?
Me: There won’t be a federation of states left if you don’t act!
Al: I’ve got thirteen hours! Would you relax? (spying the morning paper from across the room, upside down from him) Oooh! A Jumble.
Me: Your nemesis has a dirty bomb!
Al: Dirty Blonde? You mean your friend Ashley? Is maxim a word?
Yep. We’re doomed.
Now of course, Al thinks I could do no better…
(Voiceover) The following takes place between 6 and 7 a.m.
(Dink, Dink, Dink)
Al: You need to save the world! The terrorists have the President! The First Lady is trapped in a ravine! Tony Blair was calling your cell phone the whole time you were in the shower!
Me: You realize the only reason I’m getting out of bed is the thought of the Vice President ascending to the post.
Al: Hurry!
Me: I’m not saving anybody with hair like this. There will be reporters, cameras…
(Voiceover) The following takes place between 7 and 8 a.m.
(Dink, Dink, Dink)
Me: Ok, does the navy blue pantsuit with the spectator pumps say “I’m here to save the day”, or should I go with the red “La Femme Nikita” silk dress? Is this purse too “Kill Bill”?
Al: Why are you asking me? I’m an engineer!!
Me: Yeah. Good point. (spying the morning paper from across the room, upside down) Oooh! Lingerie sale at Watertower.
Al: Your nemesis has a dirty bomb!
Me: The fiend! Can I borrow your truck? Do we still have some of that Weed N’ Feed left?
Al: Why?
Me: Oh, like I’d scratch one of my cars…
Yep. We’re doomed.
Already Lucky!
Bet on the Kentucky Derby tonight. Well, with a horoscope like this, wouldn’t you?
“Count your winnings carefully to avoid being cheated. Some of this money will be yours to spend, but some of it goes to others.”
Oooh! The IRS?
So I bet $2 across the board on a half-blind horse. I mean, how many times do you get an opportunity to do that?
So here are my picks, if you care to play along:
Storm in May – $2 across the board
Cowtown Cat - $2 to win
Curlin - $2 to place
Stopping at the OTB parlor is a real experience. I think I contracted lung cancer just making my way to the window. Our local radio station was there at a little folding table. Last year I charmed them out of a hat. This year they had a little slot machine set up that you spun to win a prize. It was cute; they had recording artists and their disc jockeys as the little icons to match and win. I didn’t win, but the guy gave me the Kentucky Derby 133 T-Shirt anyway. Yay! Ok, it was an XL, that’s all they had, but who looks the Free Gift Horse in the mouth?
Feeling extra lucky, I decided to buy a lotto ticket too. I asked at the grocery store desk and they directed me to an automated machine by the exit. A very scary sign informed me I must be 21 to play. Not to mention literate enough to read it, and let’s face it, how many lotto addicts are? Also, the big fat legal notice was way up high. The feed the bill slot, not so much. Again, a great way to discourage the average six-year-old.
Wish me luck!
Oh, also stopped off at Kohl’s to return a broken earring and get a gift card. I earned the Congressional Medal of Retail Restraint by not buying anything past a replacement pair of earrings. Whoo Hoo! Watch that savings account grow. New Corvette, here I come.
Cruise Control
(Actual conversation)
Me: I forgot my cell phone at home today honey!
Al: So?
Me: So if I get in a hideous car crash on the way home from work tonight, you won’t know until the State Police call.
Al: Why would you get into a crash?
Me: Well, with that much of my attention on the road, who knows what could happen?
Me: I forgot my cell phone at home today honey!
Al: So?
Me: So if I get in a hideous car crash on the way home from work tonight, you won’t know until the State Police call.
Al: Why would you get into a crash?
Me: Well, with that much of my attention on the road, who knows what could happen?
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